Chyo!

This is my first fanfic. Yay!

Please, please review.

And...

I, unfortunately, don't own Ouran High School Host Club.

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Fujioka Haruhi has gone shopping today, unluckily for her. The crowd in the market square was loud and cheerful as usual, but she heard a familiar ringtone amid the ruckus.

"Hikaru? Kaoru? Mori-sempai? Honey-sempai? Kyoya-sempai? What are you all doing here?"

"Ahh... about that...we wanted to buy you a surprise birthday present." Kaoru said.

"I want a chocolate banana!" said Honey.

Sweatdrop. "Erm... My birthday passed a few weeks ago without anyone noticing..." Haruhi replied. "Oh yeah, where's Tamaki-sempai?"

"Oh him? We didn't call him since he's too loud and will be a handful to keep in control." Kyoya said.

"Okay... So, what were you going to b-" was as far as she got when the group of five heard the voice they tried in vain to prevent hearing.

"Hey! Guys! I wanna come, too!" shouted Tamaki. The Host Club, excluding Tamaki, ushered Haruhi to run, hoping that Tono didn't notice her.

"Oh? Haruhi is here, too? Great! Haruhi!! Oi!! Haruhi!!" screamed Tamaki, all the while running at top speed through the crowd with Antoinette at his heels. The crowd parted to let him through, all the while staring at the scary boy who is running towards another small group of boys that appear very, very different. Clearly they didn't have a very good idea of what to wear on Saturdays. I, the author, will let you imagine what they were wearing for yourself.

Haruhi didn't look back, but kept on ignoring his calls and trying to blend into the crowd. But it was then that Tamaki, the klutz he is, chose to trip on a rock and yell.

Poor little Haruhi whipped around just in time for Tono to slam into her and onto the ground. They, together, literally looked like a boy (Tamaki) on a sled (Haruhi). Tamaki pushed himself off her to land unharmed, but that put her in even more danger.

She slid across the road, leaving a trail of red ooze behind. She hit the slanted sidewalk with her head. And, as the physics laws say, when an object hits a slanted surface, the object will bounce on the surface, if possible, and continue in another angle. Haruhi's head, sadly, slid upwards, and brought her fragile neck crashing down on the sidewalk. The crowd, or, as I should say, the audience, was too stunned to help in any way.

By now, both the Hitachiin brothers and Tamaki were kneeling by Haruhi, crying out to her as she poured more blood onto the ground. And then Kyoya said it.

"Tamaki, you should realize that Haruhi might not ever forgive you for that, that is, if she lives."

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Is that good?

Please, please review.

I'm desperate.

I'll post the second chapter when I get to it.

Might be on Monday though...